ONLY YOU

His New Life

"Saint... Baby... Congratulations!!!" Cliff hugged him.
"Thank you... Cliff!" Saint smiled.
"Saint... You have to buy us drinks tonight!" Princess Morticia suggested.
"He is not buying anyone drinks!" Cliff muttered.
"Why not?" Alaska Thunderfuck questioned and pouted.
"He's saving money for his new apartment." Cliff explained.
"You're moving out?" Alaska Thunderfuck asked.
"I'm planning to..." Saint answered.
"Fine... I'll buy my own drinks!" Princess Mortocia rolled her eyes.
"Gurllll... Since when do you buy your OWN drinks?" Cliff snickered.

    Princess Morticia grinned while the others shook their heads.

"I'm TOO fabulous to buy my own drinks... I can't even remember the last time I bought one!" She murmured and smiled.
"Bar Manager... I'm so happy for you Saint!" Alaska Thunderfuck said.
"By the way... You should've told us that you're moving out... Promise we will have a party before you leave." Princess Morticia patted Saint's arm.
"I will... But I won't be leaving so soon..." Saint replied.
"When are you planning to move out?" Alaska Thunderfuck asked him.
"In 2 months." Saint smiled.
"We have ample time to plan his party!" Princess Morticia smiled.
"Do the other girls know?" She asked.
"Only Cliff." Saint shared.
"I am his Godmother after all..."
"You mean... Hairy ugly old dusty Godmother?" Alaska Thunderfuck snickered.
"You mean bitch! Shut up! I am not UGLY..." Cliff whispered.
"But I am old... " He said and then cackled.
"You need to add crazy to the list!" Alaska  Thunderfuck asserted.
"What time is it now?" Princess Morticia asked Saint and he showed her his wristwatch.
"5.30." Saint told her.
"You have to get ready Cliff... You're still in your fucking bathrobe!" Princess Morticia gave Cliff the stinky eye.
"Cleopatra The Great does not need forever like you pasty ass bitches... to get ready." Cliff grumbled.
"Saint... Honey... Mama is going to make herself fabulous... Mama is going to find her a sugar daddy tonight!" Cliff told Saint and sauntered away.
"Don't listen to him... No daddies want that piece of saggy ass!" Alaska Thunderfuck laughed.
"I HEARD THAT BITCH!" Cliff yelled a few feet away while the others laughed at her.
"Saint is working... Leave my Baby alone!" He added.
"Bye Saint... Congratulations again!" Princess Morticia hugged him.
"Bye Baby..." Alaska Thunderfuck kissed his cheek.
"Bye ladies..." Saint said while smiling at them.

Club Aphrodite. He had been working there since Cliff offered him a job and a place to stay. Saint made his way to the back of the bar into his office. He could not believe that he was promoted to bar manager in less than 3 years. The bar manager before him was an elderly gentleman and he had retired. The man was his mentor and one of the nicest people he had ever met. He applied to be bar manager after Cliff encouraged him. He was not sure that he could get the job since there were other more experienced managers from the other clubs applying as well. At last, they appointed him.

Many of the workers in the club rented some of the small apartments just above the club just like Saint, Cliff, Alaska and Morticia. The rent was cheap and the whole building was safe even though the club was a strip club and a club for drag queens. When Saint first arrived at the club he was overwhelmed and rather terrified but he soon learned that he was surrounded by the craziest, the most loving and the most caring people. Both Cliff and Alaska were drag queens while Morticia was a stripper. Cliff and them helped him every step of the way. He was also blessed that he was given a father figure in the form of rambunctious Cliff or Cleopatra. He used to live with Cliff but after he started working as an assistant bar manager and getting a steady income; he moved out to the apartment adjacent to Cliff's. Cliff also made sure that he went for therapy sessions. Those sessions helped to heal and to continue with his life. It was surreal to start a new life surrounded by strangers who turned to be his small family now.

Saint decided to move out from the club because he felt that he wanted to be more independent. He loved Cliff and of course his family at the club but he knew he needed to learn not to use them as a crutch or as buffer between him the world outside. He felt that he was ready to face the world again. In the past few years, he met Jeremy twice and it was not on purpose. He accidentally met the man at the cemetery when he visited Simon's grave. Both times Jeremy clearly told him that he hated everything about him and he would get his revenge. He was just glad that both times Cliff was with him. Jeremy would hurl insults at Cliff and him. Saint still hurt with what Jeremy said but it was not as horrible as they were before.